There are three thatched huts, a wooden couch and a pillow, smell the fragrance of plums, drink bitter tea, read the books, lie down under the snow and moon when you are lazy, or chant in the wind.
It is also a pleasure to replace meat with cabbage, to replace curiosities with bean curd, to replace friends with piano books, and to replace careers with **.
Simple-minded, not by power;Perched in the valley, ignoring fame and fortune;Tranquility and tranquility;Yan Ran lives idlely, sending love poems.
Life has been seventy years since ancient times, and the former is the youngest and the latter is the old.
When there is not much time in the middle, there are clouds and troubles.
When it comes to the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is better to spend the Qingming Festival.
The moon sang before the flowers, and the gold bottle was poured down urgently.
There is a lot of money in the world that can't be earned, and there are too many officials in the court to do it.
The official has a lot of money, and he ends up in vain.
Please take a closer look at the people in front of you, and bury the grass every year.
There are more or less graves in the grass, and no one sweeps them for half of the year.
Hunger is a meal, and the food is more beautiful than the taste;Tired and then sleeping, the grass is better than Ayara.
Flowing water forgets to swim fish, swimming fish forgets flowing water, that is, this is the heavenly opportunity;Space does not hinder floating clouds, floating clouds do not hinder space, where is there no Buddha nature?Quite nostalgic for the style of the ancients, ashamed of the gift of the plain screen, then the green mountains and white clouds, why not my pillow screen.
The wind and moon of the country, the impermanence of the master, the idler is the master.
Enter the room Xu Qingfeng, drink only the bright moon.
The mountain house is placed for a minute, and every morning and night is used to sing songs, which makes people clear their hearts and minds about peace.
Li Bald said: "If you have miscellaneous thoughts, you will forget them with one blow."There is a sorrow, and a collision is swept.
Bosom friend!Between the ponds and streams, the clear stream is poured into the stream, the thousand rocks are showing, and the ten thousand ravines compete for the stream, but there is no lodging in the chest, the clear stream is gargle, it makes people wet and clear, and the days are not only to make the human feelings open, it can be said that there is affection all the time.
The margin of the forest spring, the wind drifts ten thousand points, the dew flows in the morning, the new tong is introduced, there is nothing to do, the flowers are swept away, and the people are scattered.
The floating clouds come out of Xiu, the cliff sky hangs, the sun and the moon are clear, and there are not no slight clouds.
Look at Yun Feixuan Xuan Xiaju, sit on the bed and chant with friends, and no longer be filthy and too clear.
The chime of the mountain house, although it is not green jade, is bright and light and clear, and it can be used to wash the vulgar ears.
The joy of mountain dwelling, quite pleasant and cold, simmering fallen leaves for the red furnace, the situation is negative in the rock household.
The earth drum urges the plum, and the ash warms the ground, although the dive is in the depression, see Su Ke's age.
The same clouds do not flow, the dancing snow is like drunk, the wild is cold and comfortable because of the wilderness, and the mountains are quiet but not obscure.
The dry fish is hanging, the turbid wine has been injected, the friends and disciples I follow, the cold alliance can be solid, and it is not shocking that the twilight of the year is at the end of the world, that is, it is held hostage in the lonely island.
The steps are thousands of layers, and the purple is stacked, how can it be like weaving leaves into a curtain, and gathering Yin as a mattressThe green yin and shadow are clear and clear, the fragrance is full of human bones, and the world is wide for a while, and the wind is free and clear.
Sending spring and blood and tears, sad autumn and red face.
The green feathers want to flow, and the blue clouds are the clouds.
Sitting in the suburbs, solid can be banjing;Talking in the path is best for brushing stones.
Invade the clouds and smoke and be alone and cold, remove the Qingxiao Hu bed, use the grass and trees to become secluded, and remove the solemn lotus world.
The situation is that the pillow piano is played at night, and the rhyme is more uplifted;Set the noon knock, the clear sound is far away;The victory of Xun secluded habitat, the vacancy of wild guests.
Don't drink seriously, if you are serious, you will get drunk, and if you are drunk, you will be confused.
In the book for indulgence, in the poem for the child, in the ceremony for the pig, in the history for the mad drug.
How can you take half of it and be a couple with Fengyue?The mandarin duck lakeside, the view of the water and the moon.
Guest roaring fishing songs, sail smoke boats, nothingness haunts, half falling on a few, calling wild and pan sun, nothing more than this!After the rain, the curtain looks dark, but it is suspicious that the moss shadow is blooming.
Burning incense on a moonlit night, Gu Tong three lanes, I feel that all worries are forgotten, and my delusions are exhausted.
Try to see what the smell of incense is, what color the smoke is, what is the shadow of the white through the window, what is the sound of the rest of the fingers, what is the fun of the person who is happy and forgets it leisurely, what is the incomprehensible place, what is the realm?The song of the bay leaf is unhindered, and the heart of the lotus flower is unstained.
The riverside refers to the stars as guests, and the flowers are empty and the moon is qing.
The friendship of people is not interesting, there are winners with fun, and there are winners with taste.
However, it is better to spare the taste than to spare the fun.
Keeping tranquil to nourish the way, being humble to nourish virtue, going to anger to nourish nature, and thin taste to nourish qi.
I am a blessed person, and it is advisable to cherish the blessings;I am a thin and virtuous person, and it is appropriate to do virtuous things.
Knowing that the world is against the odds, there is no need to seek good times;Treat all living beings as dependents, so they turn into enemies.
It is only suitable to focus on the freehand, not to the real scene.
I only worry that the name is known, and the grass by the stream;If you ask who can support the Qing League, there are idle gulls on the sand.
The mountain boy leads the nature of the grass and trees, and sleeps with the crane;Xi Nu led the singing and chanted, and the rhyme came.
Studying behind closed doors is better than going into the mountains to cultivate;When people say the truth, all lose and sit and ask your heart.
Yantian Dengda, although thousands of cangs of pearls, do not lose the levy of two taxes, Wen Jin Yun machine, longitudinal ten thousand axis dragon text, do not violate the nine-fold prohibition.
Step the bright moon in the sky, and see the golden clouds in the river pavilion.
The secluded person clears the class, but sipps tea and burns incense;Yashi Gaomeng, not in the inscription of poetry.
To raise flowers for self-nourishment, then the style is leisurely;If you adjust yourself with the nature of the crane, you will be truly beautiful.
The hot soup is like boiling, and the tea is better than the wine;The charm is like a cloud, and the wine is better than the tea.
Tea is hidden, wine is a hero.
The wine is solid and wide, and the tea is also moral.
When you are old, you feel that all your fate is exhausted, and you are in charge of people's rights and wrongs;If there is one thing to care about in the spring, it is only in the flowers that bloom.
In the field of right and wrong, people are free;In adversity, we are at ease.
The bamboo is dense and the water is over, and the mountain is high and does not hinder the clouds from flying.
There is no orpiment in the mouth, and there is no worry on the eyebrows, which can be called a fireworks fairy;Planting flowers and willows at will, suitable for raising poultry and fish, this is the mountain forest economy.
I woke up from a nap, depressed and self-defeating, and almost forgot my life;The evening cooking is closed, there is no camp, and the fireworks are even more impressive.
Flowers bloom and fall in spring, regardless of what is said to people;The warm water cold fish knows itself, and it will be rewarded in the heart.
There is no wind and waves on the heart, and there are green mountains and green waters;There is chemical cultivation in the sex sky, and the fish jumps and flies everywhere.
Don't be shocked by the humiliation, watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court;Go and stay unintentionally, wandering with the clouds outside the sky.
In the room, all worries are donated, and it is said that the painting is flying clouds, and the bead curtain is raining;After three cups, one is really self-satisfied, who knows that the strings are across the moon, and the piccolo is in the wind.
There is not much fun, between the fists and stones in the basin pond, the smoke and haze are sufficient;The meeting is not far away, under the bamboo house with the tent window, the wind and the moon are on credit.
will get a lot of fun, and the smoke and moon of the five lakes will be in full swing: the opportunity will be broken, and the heroes of the ages will be mastered.
The drizzle is idle and the breeze is playing alone.
The water flow is always quiet, and the flowers fall frequently.
The drunken is drunk in vain, and he is proud of the moth of heat;A pillow of black sweetness, but the butterfly that loses the fragrance.
Idle for the water bamboo cloud mountain master, quiet wind and snow moon power.
Half a piece of flower paper to start, cut on the snow spring ice;A bamboo cane is carried with you, and you can clean up all the Yanyun Chushui.
The heart is empty, asking right and wrong, where is the peace;looks loose and thin, and knows that there is no reason to raise eyebrows.
Fangfei Linpu watched the bees busy, and looked through the world;Lonely Hengmao watched Yan's bed, and initiated a kind of cold meditation.
Where is it not true?What is not the real thing?Half an acre of Fangyuan is the old Golden Valley;A bay of flowing water is a small paradise.
The sound of wild birds in the forest is a clear propaganda;A few idle clouds on the stream are a real picture.
When people are sick, they are gray and cold, although they are rich and rich, they can't enjoy it, and they envy the poor and healthy.
It is the old man who can always think about illness when he has nothing to do.
All the hearts of fame and fortune will naturally be swept away.
The bamboo shadow enters the curtain, and the banana shades the threshold, so ** is a bedroom, and I don't know that I am in the curling shark room.
When the frost falls and the wood falls, it enters the depths of the sparse forest, sits on the root of the tree, flutters the leaves and dots the sleeves, and wild birds fly from the tips to peep at people.
A desolate place, there is a clear place.
Under the bright window, list the picture Shi Qinzun to entertain himself.
If there is interest, the boat will be floating, and the roar will be seen in the ancient rivers and mountains.
Nagisa tea is brewed wild, enough to dispel worries;Ulva and rice crab are palatable enough.
There are many monks and hermits, and the Buddhist temple is absolutely victorious.
There are gardens at home, rare flowers and strange stones, high platforms in the swamps, fish and birds lingering, and you don't feel the twilight.
The flowers and grass in the mountains are enough to entertain themselves, and the land is simple and the people are barren, there are no springs and stones, the silk and bamboo are absolutely sound, and the strange people are not gone, and they are inevitably lonely.
However, the spring stone is replaced by water bamboo, the silk bamboo is replaced by the warbler tongue frog blowing, and the Qishi Yake is replaced by the beetle, which is also slightly equivalent.
Looking for companions in leisure is the best, and it is the most peaceful to sleep without seeking sleep outside the body.
Planting flowers and bamboos may not produce idlers;When you sing about wine, is it called a chivalrous man?Leave candles in the empty hall, and copy books still have old eyes;There are guests to the door, waving but saying Qingshan.
The emperor's hope is Wuyang, and the distant mountains are raining;The king and grandson are different from Nanpu, and the grass is in the sky.
The room is far from the Taoyuan, and the morning and evening are always in the blue and green;The door opens the path, and there is only a sheep fur to and fro.
The pillow is long in the forest and clothed in history, and the pine nuts are the meal;Into the abundant grass to cast idle, Pu root can be served.
A stream of water willows separated, and the road was cleared and broken;In March, Lin Guanghua took it, and Mo Yanxiang was gone.
The thorns are covered by the day, the courtyard is leisurely and feasting, and the clouds and rivers are flowing in their arms;Hidden does not violate relatives, chastity is not vulgar, Taishan Qiaoyue weather.
The single couch in front of the window moves frequently, which is the night moon;A piano is often hung on the wall, and the wind blows from time to time.
Xiao Zhai incense burner book history, wine vessels are donated;The north window stone pillow is loose in the wind, and the tea bell will boil.
The bright moon is lovely, the breeze sits in a cloak, Ban Jing asks the water, and the end of the world is a master;Under the chopsticks, the outside of the stream Maoxi, the glory of the Lord also.
Gao Xuan is cold, the fat horse hisses, the wine is called tea, and the momentum is shocking;Stacking feasts is tired, the rarities are exhausted, and the guests are humiliated.
He Hanbo sits in the mangosteen, and his eyebrows are blue;Wang Changgong Shrine cuckoo downstairs, mica is red.
Sit on the tree all day long, and clean the stream to clean itself.
Harvested in the mountains, Meikeru;Fishing in the water, fresh and edible.
Every year, the spring breeze weeps in vain to the migratory warbler;Everywhere is bound, and the night rain is sad for the broken geese.
The golden pot is moist, and the yao pipe is rong.
The dish is long at the beginning, too crispy cheese.
On the night of the cold rain, call for children to pick, talk with wine at night, smell its clear breath, can cleanse the chest of firewood, why bother pure gray three!Warm breeze spring seat wine, drizzle night window chess.
At the turn of autumn and winter, sit alone at night, every time you hear the wind and rain, it is both sad and sad, but also leisurely and gratifying.
When the wine wakes up and the light is dim, it is especially difficult to remember.
The long pavilion smoke willows, the white hair is still working, and the poor fame and fortune are running: Yedian Xiyun, the red dust is not reached, and there are shepherds when they are free.
The destiny of heaven is the same, but the self-inflicted of man is different.
Wealth is a thing that can be used by ordinary people, so that our generation deserves it, and it is not good;However, with such a good mind, he is not rich.
The wind rises and thinks, and Zhang Jiying's mind falls;Spring returned to the willow, and Tao Yuanmingzhi was in high spirits.
However, these two people, Bo Eun cast hairpins, and I still groaned that it was too late.
Yellow flowers and red trees, spring is not as good as autumn;White snow and green pine, winter is better than summer.
Spring and summer gardens, autumn and winter valleys, no tiredness, four seasons of good days.
Listen to the herd singing songs, wash away the dust and stomach for five years;Playing the strings and pipes, it is like a clear sound of mountains and rivers.
Alone, Xiao Ran four walls, those who have knowledge should be here, although they are inevitably sad with indifference, and they will never regret loneliness.
From the fifth watch pillow to see the heart, the heart is not moved, the love is not budding, only to see the original face;To the three o'clock diet to know the taste of the world, strong and not happy, light and not tired, is a practical effort.
Tile pillow stone couch, there are immortals in the lower realm of the interesting place, wood eats grass clothes, and there is no Buddha in the West when it is fate.
Those who cannot enjoy the happiness are, after all, the people who are blessed;When the suffering situation is reversed, the one who is willing is the true cultivator.
Half a round of crescent moons, a number of poles, a thousand volumes of books and a cup of tea.
Even to the water village Jiangguo, put the boat that is not tied, but also from the sandy bank grass bridge, blow the flute without holes.
The situation is always happy with nothing, and the world is good at it.
When it is good to save, if the wind dissipates the heat, it can be refined, like the light clouds reflected in the light moon.
Honesty punishes corruption, I am not greedy, why bother to mark a name of integrity, since the greedy man looks at the side;Let the fight be settled, I will not fight, why should I make a name, so that the bow of the mob will be bent?The song is high and widowed, and the singing needs are in the same key;Mei Xiu takes more jealousy from the palace, and don't fall into the city when you groom up.
With the fate is the fate, like the dancing butterfly and the flying flowers;Naturally, there is nothing to do, if the full moon is full and the water is round.
The root of the ear is like a soaring valley, and if it does not stay, it is not all thanks;The mood is like the moon pool soaked in color, empty but not empty, then I forget the two things.
If you have nothing to say to people, your dreams will be clear;If you act in a way that is not to be seen, you will eat and drink well.